don't worship me, I'm not what you need My words are my words, nothing more I love and hate just like you I'm beautiful and weak just like you I worship too But disciples are such useless vessels Empty and scarred and ready to receive I'm here on my soapbox, listen to me No, I'm here on my tip toes&push me don't try to fuck me or conquer me Just see me, I'm beautiful and weak just like you.